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Sunbathers on the Grass

People sunbathe on the grass
So everyone needing to pass
Can get a good view,
Which they’re likely to do,
Of, because of the thongs, lots of ass.

Since this spot is a park, not a beach,
Such visions should be out of reach,
But those choosing to bare
Derrieres do not care
And would likely resent those who preach.

Yet I wonder what pleasure they find
Having strangers admire their behind.
Even if I were young,
I would not be among
Those to whom such displays are inclined.
Copyright © | Year Posted 2026

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